MTL - The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era-Chapter 9 Your post-reading feeling
Pinyin for Chinese characters is not yet available, or it is available but it has not begun to spread throughout the country, so Mr. Zhou Dongyang’s method of recognizing characters is a Chinese character, a hard stop of Chinese characters.
Even as a former junior high school student, Yang Dongxu will be beaten every day. There is no way these are traditional characters, they are not the simplified Chinese characters they are used to, 30 Chinese characters per day, most of them even guessed Yang Dongxu can understand most of them, and the rest are remembered like student characters, a dozen or so a day There are always one or two new words that won't be. If you don't, you will be beaten on the board. Every palm is hot.
Another is to write, and the words of Yang Dongxu in the last generation were not very good-looking. Later, with mobile phones and computers, it was common to not write a word all year round, let alone write on the template with a brush with water.
So at the beginning, every word of Yang Dongxu was ‘Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance’, how big and how big. There are many traditional Chinese characters and strokes. If you don’t write big, you can’t write, so Yang Dongxu’s palms began to suffer again.
Mr. Zhou does not have the kind of humanized thought that children who are younger and can take their time. It is now widely believed that children should be educated as young as if they were a little tree when they were a little oblique when they were young.
Master Yan is a high disciple, and filial sons under the stick are very popular in this era. Therefore, at the beginning, Mr. Zhou had strict requirements. Every stroke must be done. He could not directly suffer the palm of his left hand. As for his right hand, he continued to practice writing.
I don’t know if it’s the actual effect, or Yang Dongxu’s little hand does not have the muscle memory of the handwriting like the crab crawled in the later generations. After more than half a month, his left hand was almost swollen into a bun, how much is Yang Dongxu’s writing. Start to look like something.
The brush pens pass the level, and the hard pens are also on the agenda. Don't think about pens. That is the standard of intellectuals in this era. Heroes or Parker pens are all luxury goods.
When you are a teacher or an official, don't get your **** off, that's the Peugeot of intellectuals, and the other two are definitely big intellectuals. As for the other three... I'm sorry you are a pen repairer.
Yes, pen repair is also a profession in this era, and it is still a highly skilled technical worker, which is generally incapable of ordinary people.
Since there are no pens, even ink is a luxury. Therefore, hard pen writing exercises are replaced with pencils. A pen can be used for several days. The pencil heads in the sister’s schoolbag that can’t be pinched are Yang Dongxu’s best choices. .
The beginning of the three-character scripture, after a thousand-character writing, an ancient poem every day, began to write some classical Chinese texts within a month. Some simple chemistry or something only teaches some element names and characters, and reflects formulas and so on.
English is not popular in China now. The first choice is Russian. Even if it has already fallen out with the big brother in the north, now it is possible to speak Russian in China much more than English.
There is no problem in endorsement, the child would have just remembered, plus Yang Dongxu’s mature thought in his forties, the three-character scripture, and the thousand-character text are all side dishes. As for an ancient poem every day, if he meets him, he will It saves time.
He doesn't want to be a scientist in chemistry or anything. Mr. Zhou is not a teacher in this field, so he can barely recite the formula. As for the reaction of various elements, molecular atoms, or chemical experiments, they are all sidelines first.
Russian became the nemesis of Yang Dongxu. The kind of tongue curling, late or various vibrato, almost did not let Yang Dongxu knot the tongue on the first day. Moreover, Mr. Zhou does not have any Russian primary school textbooks here. It is thick Marxism-Leninism that directly killed Yang Dongxu.
"Read this paragraph again." Zhou Yiren pointed to a Russian book like a ghost symbol and clicked one of the paragraphs.
Yang Dongxu took a deep breath and shook his tongue a few times, as if warming up before gymnastics in physical education class. Then the sounds of the big tongue burst into the room as if they were unable to control their big tongues.
"Wrong four words. Here...here...and here..." Zhou Yiren raised the bamboo board in his hand and came round Yang Dongxu's head.
I don’t know if I need to feed cattle to dominate Zhou Yiren, or I haven’t taught students in 1989, and the enthusiasm for education is like a volcanic eruption. Since the first time I promised professor Yang Dongxu, Yang Dongxu has regretted being a student This attracts relations.
Now there is no time for how to pull the relationship, and he has consumed all his energy without finishing the lessons every day. Especially after seeing his progress, his parents even sent a fish, a chicken, steamed buns and fruits to the four-color ceremony of extremely high treatment in the countryside. He was in a mixed doubles model of teachers and parents.
"You are smart, you just don't have to worry, every day you think about the messy things in your mind, how do you go to college in the future?" I read it ten times in every wrong place and found nothing wrong. Let Yang Dongxu copy this paragraph ten times with a pencil. Zhou Yiren said that he hated iron.
Yang Dongxu is smart enough to be admitted to college, this is what Zhou Yiren told his parents. It is also the reason why his parents gave Zhou Yiren the four-color ceremony.
It is a pity that rural people do not have long-term vision, although they hope that their son will be admitted to university to eat the commercial grain in the city. But he didn't want to delay the work in the field, so four hours a day at noon was already the time squeezed out by Yang Dongxu's parents. At other times he does not wash and bring his sister, which cannot affect his parents' going to the ground.
Whenever I think that my students spend most of their time not studying, but with a little girl with a runny nose, and a group of little fart children, Zhou Yiren is furious, but now the countryside is like this, Yang Dongxu’s mother can Not a child, even Grandpa is not on his side in this matter, and can only endure when he is angry.
But Yang Dongxu is indeed smart. He has taught books for so many years, especially the students who taught at Yenching University. It can be said that they were the top Chinese at that time, and no one was smarter than Yang Dongxu.
That child literate on the first day and taught 20 new words for a few minutes to remember more than half? And can you remember almost everything the next day? Although it cannot be read, it has nothing to do with cleverness.
So on the second day, Zhou Yiren taught 30 words, Yang Dongxu reluctantly remembered that on the third day, it rose directly to 50 words. Within a week, Yang Dongxu could barely read some classical Chinese by himself. Don’t say that such a smart student has seen , He had never heard of it before.
So various teachings began to double, and the speed continued to accelerate. He wanted to see where the limit of this clever kid was. If Yang Dongxu knew that he wanted to be smarter first, and left a good impression on Zhou Yiren, he was afraid that he would be stupid and not teach himself. As a result, it turns out to be a clumsy course and increases into a geometric form. Will you cry without tears...
In fact, Zhou Yiren wronged Yang Dongxu. He didn't study hard, but he was very serious, and he even used the energy to eat milk. But he really hasn't learned Russian in his last life, and English is better than Russian.
But Zhou Yiren obviously couldn't think of this. He only felt that Yang Dongxu was so smart when learning Chinese characters, but Russian was so hard that he was sneaking and sneaking. Even if Chinese pronunciation is really faster because of the living environment, can the speed of learning Russian be like the comparison of snail and rabbit speed? In an instant, Yang Dongxu's study turned into **** mode... The palm of his hand was hot all day long.
After Yang Dongxu finished copying the Russian, Zhou Yiren took the bamboo board and pointed to the side of the finger: "Read these, then talk about your feelings."
Zhou Yiren refers to a stack of newspapers. Since an official named District Commissioner hurried to Yangjiacun more than a month ago, Zhou Yiren refused to leave here to say what was not mature. His life has been improved to a certain extent. Someone has sent a lot of newspapers a week. The Commissioner will come over from time to time to discuss with Zhou Yiren Bingzhuye.
The Commissioner is naturally the Commissioner of the region, who is the leader. Yang Dongxu, the mayor and secretary of the municipal party committee, knew what. This year, the district commissioner did not understand what he knew.
However, this commissioner is a student of Zhou Yiren. The purpose of coming is because the above-mentioned false high pressure began to loosen, and some people have been vindicated. The wave of great vindication has been set off. Yang Dongxu still knows these things.
However, due to cautious consideration, Mr. Zhou is still preparing to wait and see, and did not submit the materials, or contact some colleagues and friends in the past to prepare to wait and let Yang Dongxu breathe a sigh of relief. UU reading book www.uukanshu.com
Read all the newspapers. Yang Dongxu folded the newspapers and looked down at Mr. Zhou.
"Talk about your feelings." Zhou Yiren stood up and walked around the room a few times, stretching out his sour body.
"That... seems to set up a special zone." Yang Dongxu scratched his head and said.
"Oh." Zhou Yiren froze for a moment, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He came to the newspaper in a few steps, opened a newspaper and looked at it. His eyes began to look at Yang Dongxu and asked, "What is the basis of your feelings?" ?"
Yang Dongxu was a little dumbfounded for a moment, where is he based? The establishment of the special economic zone was still a memory dug out of his mind, because he worked in Shenzhen state-owned enterprises in his previous life.
Once a state-owned enterprise had the above people to do the inspection, the leader gathered all the workers to do a shitless knowledge training. At that time, the training was basically a beard and eyebrows, and there was a history of Shenzhen's establishment of a special zone.
"Isn't the newspaper saying to reform and develop the economy, to develop the economy is to do business, to be sure to choose a place to do business, isn't it?" Yang Dongxu said with a stubborn rash.
The newspaper that Zhou Yiren showed him was not only the most recent, it can be traced back to the beginning of last year. So some general things Yang Dongxu had an impression, can only organize together.
Seriously, apart from heavy work and corporal punishment. Zhou Yiren is a qualified teacher, and a teacher with a long-term vision. His teaching never sticks to textbooks, and sometimes extends to some of the social environment at that time. For example, reading a newspaper to make a summary is to let Yang Dongxu combine the actual situation in China while studying.
"What else?" Yang Dongxu's words made Zhou Yiren's eyes brighter.
